98 Wet- Fly Fishing 



I did little or nothing, while the trout had 

 such a large choice of natural flies. No 

 one ever does, during any such glut, or 

 surfeit, as this. 



I then began to cudgel my brains ; and 

 my expedient was wholly original, so far as 

 I was concerned. I saw that I was going 

 to be badly beaten, and would return home 

 with a miserable show of trout, unless I 

 could hit upon some novel means of turn- 

 ing defeat into victory. Was I capable of 

 doing so ? 



At last, I decided to leave the trout to 

 rise as they liked, and went down the river. 

 Here the stream flowed gradually into the 

 pool, with just a nice little breeze, rippling 

 the surface. Off went my ordinary flies, 

 and on went a small double-hooked midge, 

 for the end fly, Green well's Glory, size 00, 

 and a single fly, No. 1, for the dropper. 

 Then a trout broke the surface ; and he at 

 once took my double midge fly. In the end, 

 I had 12 Ibs. of trout. The keeper stood 

 by, watching me all the time, and expressed 

 his surprise at the double midge fly, killing 

 so well. Also, at my unusual tactics, in 

 leaving so many rising trout, to go where 

 almost none were to be seen feeding. 



Now, the problem worked out thus, in 



